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GHETTO FAIRY TALES #1 - SAVED BY AN ANGEL
(MF, black, force, drugs)
By Blackzilla (blackzilla99@hotmail.com)
FOR THE ZILLA FAMILY
***
Being black and growing up in Brooklyn NY, was no joke.
You live and die by whom you knew. I was lucky, my father
and my uncle were hustlers from the old school. In other
words they where drug dealers. It was only natural that I
followed their footsteps. Flatbush belonged to my father
and my uncle. If a nickel bag of weed was sold in that
part of Brooklyn I guarantee you that my family was
getting a cut. That's just the way shit was.
My father wasn't the flashy type of dealer. He always
kept a low profile. He was more of the management type.
My uncle Rayquon on the other had was a stone cold
ruthless killer. He didn't give a fuck about anyone.
Cross him and you paid a price. The family business, at
least that's what we called it was very profitable.
The older I got the more I learned from them. My father
taught me how to handle the financial aspects of the game
and uncle Ray taught me how to manage employees. Yes I
said employees. The drug game is no different then any
other business. You have low-level workers and you have
managers. The only difference was that there were no
benefits, no human resource department, no complaining,
and if you got fired, that meant you lost your life.
With my father and my uncle running Flatbush, that meant
I was un-fucking touchable, and everybody knew it. Even
the fucking cops new it. We even had cops on the payroll.
And those white devils didn't come cheap. The cocksuckers
always wanted more fucking money. But like all business
we had expenses. My father told me that the most
important thing was respect, but my uncle told me the
most important thing was fear. Respect and fear and are a
good combination in the drug game, one compliments the
other beautifully.
After I graduated high school I thought about going to
college. My father wanted me to go to school cause he
didn't want me to get to involved in the family business.
After two years of college I had had enough fucking
school. My father was a little pissed but he understood
where I was coming from. My uncle was glad to have me
back in the hood. He was so excited he offered me a
(FLAT99).. Which was a code word for how we broke down
the neighborhoods. FLAT99 was one of our most profitable
blocks.
You see in order to keep things cool with the police all
of our drug activities went down inside apartments and
not on the streets. The cops can't fuck with you if they
don't see. If we kept the drama off the streets the cops
looked like they were doing their jobs. Neighbors were
happy, cops were happy, and we were very happy. Like I
said this was a business. My uncle was hiring me. He told
me I would get $4000 a week to start. I did the math
quickly in my head, it came out to a little over 200,000
a year.
My uncle told me that I was already set up in the system.
Let me explain the system to you folks out there. You
see, a smart dealer just can't make that kind of money
with out attracting attention. My father was smart. He
had white friends all over the city. And they all owned
their own business or worked at a large corporation. For
a small fee, a favor and some drugs, I was given job in
their company or corporation. Its funny how some
companies manage them selves in this world? They have so
many employees to deal with that many times they don't
know who is working for them.
My uncle told me that I worked for a company called World
Tech Systems. He said I was there new North Eastern
Communications Consultant. I laughed my ass off. This is
how it works. My father gives his connection $50,000 and
in return the put me on there payroll as an employee
earning $40,000 a year. I was mailed a check every week
with taxes and benefits taken out. Basically I was paying
my self. The 10 grand was just small fee for their
services. Shit, I even had a 401k plan.not bad for a job
that I never went to.
I asked him what happened to Terrence? He ran that
section for the last four years. My uncle just smiled and
said,
"We had to let Terrence go, his services were no longer
needed in the community."
I knew exactly what he meant. Terrence was fucking dead.
He must have fucked something up. Oh well that's life and
shit happens.
My uncle told me that Blake was going to help me out.
Blake was like a younger version of my uncle. He was a
smooth talking, quick thinking thug. Blake dealt mostly
with the staff. If you came up short the person that came
to visit you was Blake. He was respected and feared. If
an employee fucked up again my uncle ray was the next
person they saw and most likely the last.
People think that only the Italians can manage and
operate in the underworld. There are a lot of Black-
Gotti's in Brooklyn and I was on my way to making a name
for myself. There are a lot of well organized black drug
crews in New York, that run their operations like fortune
500 corporations. And not all drug dealers drive
Mercedes, Lexus's and BMW's. My father always liked to
keep a low profile. He drove an old Chevy that looked
like shit. But that ugly old Chevy had a brand new motor
in it and was totally bullet proof.
The first week went smooth. I knew most of the regular
crew, but there were a few new cats around that I didn't
know. Blake told me who to keep an eye on and who was
always on point. Everything was going good until one
morning Freddy came by my crib. Freddy worked for me but
he was new and I didn't know him that well. There was
something about Freddy that I didn't like. I guess it was
cause I didn't know him like I knew the rest of the crew.
Freddy told me that he was out of product. I asked him
how much did he need. He told me he needed a dime. A dime
in our business is 10 grand worth of product. The thing
is all of our guys have limits that they are not allowed
to go over. Some guy's limits were up to $50,000. I
wasn't sure what Freddie's limit was. The rule was 50% up
front then they had 1 week to deliver the other half. It
was only 10 grand so I gave it to him.
A few days later my uncle came over to my place and he
was fuming. He looked like he was about to blow a gasket.
"Yo.. have you seen that mother-fuckin Freddy around."
"Naaaw.. I haven't seen him.. why what's up?"
Right away I knew something was up. My uncle told me that
he had just left Freddie's spot and the place was shut
down. Then he said, "Did you front him any product
recently?"
"Oh shit Ray, that mother fucker came over here the other
day.early in the morning. he told me he was out.. I
fronted that mother fuck'a. a Dime."
Uncle Ray was fuming. He told me that I should have never
fronted Freddy a dime. I apologized to my uncle for
making such a mistake. After he calmed down he told me
that it wasn't my fault, he told me that Freddy was
basically still on probation and his limit was only
2,500. He told me that Blake should have schooled me on
Freddy. I was really fucking pissed off now. I wanted to
kill Freddy. I knew my uncle did. My uncle loved
punishing people who stole from us. When I was younger I
heard a story about the time this guy owed my uncle
$60.000. Instead of killing the guy my uncle drove up to
Westchester where the guys parent lived and burned their
house down to the ground. He got his money 3 days later.
Uncle Ray calmed down but he had that look in his eye.
"So what should we do about this uncle Ray?"
"What should she do about about it was the question, "What
should you do about it," he said sternly to me.
I was confused but I knew what he meant.
"Freddy is part of your crew and he is your
responsibility."
I knew that before he even said it. That motherfucker
played me and it was my call how to handle the situation.
I told my uncle, "We have to fire Freddy." My uncle
smiled cause he knew what that meant. It was time to
cancel Freddie's subscription to life. My uncle started
making calls on his cell phone. He was all excited. I
knew he love knocking people off, but damn. sometimes I
think he liked it too much. After about 20 minutes and 15
phone calls, Freddie was the most wanted man in all of
Flatbush. He even called up some of the cops we had on
the payroll to be on look out for Freddy.
After he got off the phone he sat me down and gave me big
lecture on the rules of the game. He told me that I trust
to easy and how I should never trust anyone in our game.
The more he spoke the angrier I got. Freddy was a dead
man. I called Blake and told him what went down. Blake
was mad at himself, cause he knew Freddie, and signed off
on him when he gave him a spot. Blake told me not to
worry about it. He told me that he would find that
motherfucker and send him a lullaby.
You see in Brooklyn everybody knows everybody and know
body knows anything, if you know what's good for you. I
felt good that things were in motion. Soon Freddy was
going to be hanging with Elvis.
Business was pretty much the same for the next couple of
days. Running a spot and keeping track the people and the
product wasn't that easy. My father and uncle ray could
keep track of every penny and every pound of product in
their head.
I was chill'in at the crib late Friday night. When the
doorbell rang. I never walked to the door with out my
piece. My uncle gave me a 9mm semi automatic as a gift
for my birthday. When I look through the peep hole I saw
this girl standing there looking angry.
"What the fuck do you want," I said through the closed
door way.
"Hi.my name is Angel.. can I talk to you for a minute."
She said in a soft voice.
The one thing I knew was that bitch wasn't from around
the neighborhood. And the second thing I knew was that
the bitch was fine. But this is Brooklyn and this bitch
might be trying to set me up. I didn't open the door. I
had a camera set up in the hallway of the building, so I
went to take a look to see if she was alone. The bitch
was by herself. The camera gave me a shot of her back.
She was wearing a tight one-piece white dress with black
strips. "Damn!" This bitch was packing a fat fucking ass.
I went back to the front door and asked her what she
wanted.
"Can I please talk to you? I'm Freddie's sister."
As soon as she said that name I could feel my blood
boiling. I opened the door and I was mesmerized by how
fine this bitch was. Even though she looked like she was
pissed off the bitch still looked fucking good. "Come on
in," I said to her in a calm voice. I thought maybe I
could find out from her where Freddy was hiding out. As
soon as she got in the front door she started crying.
"Awe what the fuck is this bullshit? I can't stand to see
women cry, it fucking annoys me." Females always fucking
cry went the want to get something from a man.
"I'm.. sorry," she said, as she continued to cry.
I still had my gun in my right hand against my thigh away
from her line of site. I then said, "Look, I don't know
you, but you got a stop this crying shit. Right fucking
now."
She then looked up at me with tears in her eyes.
"The word on the street is that you're..ga.ga.. going to
kill my brother." She then busted into tears.
Right there, I got annoyed. If this bitch thought she
could come here to cry a little bit and make me feel
sorry for her, she had another thing coming. She looked
so pitiful sitting on my couch crying.
"Look girl, I don't know what your talking about." I
said, as if I didn't know what she was talking about.
"I know my brother worked for you.. I know you run this
section, everybody knows that."
This bitch was starting to get on my nerves. The only
reason why she was still in my place was cause she looked
good. The way she was sitting was turning me on. Her
caramel colored thighs looked delicious. Then she mad a
sudden move for her purse and slipped her hand in her
bag. Before she could pull out what was in her purse, I
had my gun pointed between her eyes.
"Don't you fucking make a move. What's in the bag bitch?"
I asked harshly.
Her eyes grew wide as she stared into the barrel of my
gun. I thought this bitch was going to try to smoke me. I
never saw such fear in a woman's eyes before. I have seen
many men cry like bitches for there lives in front of my
uncle but I never saw it up close and personal with a
woman. I grabbed her by her arm and told her to get the
fuck up. I pushed her against the wall.
"Put your hands on the fucking wall.. bitch are you
crazy.you got some set of balls.did you think you could
smoke me that easily.huh.huh.you think this is a fucking
game," I shouted into her ear.
I started to frisk her like I was the moth'a fuckin
police. I could feel her trembling in my grip. I put the
gun to her temple and started to frisk her. I thought
that this bitch could be a cop or some fool wearing a
wire.
"I...I.. I.don't have a gun.look in my bag.. I..I.. have
money."
I continued to frisk her. I was actually feeling her up.
"Shut the fuck up," I said as I started to feel her
underneath her tits. Her tits were soft and heavy. She
was moving around slightly, and then she froze as my hand
went under her dress up her thighs toward her pussy. I
brought my hand up her skirt and palmed her pussy for a
quick second. She wasn't wearing any panties. Her pussy
felt so soft and warm she had just a little bit of hair
on her pussy mound.
I like the fact that she didn't say a word when I touched
her pussy. I guess the gun to her head mad her think
twice about screaming. But I did hear and slightly sense
her breath escape from her body. I grabbed the purse out
of her hand, and told her to take a seat. She moved
quickly to the couch and sat down. I looked inside the
purse and there it was full of money.
"I brought you the money my brother owes you... Please
don't kill him, please don't kill him. I know he fucked
up, but he's my only living relative."
I couldn't believe it. This pretty girl came hear to pay
me off.
"Where did you get this money from," I said in a much
calmer tone.
"I took it out of my bank account, it is all that I
have...$5,000. Its all the money I have in the world."
Then she started tearing up.
I kind of felt bad for her at this point. She was a
beautiful girl, but there was one problem.
"Look baby girl. your brother is in a lot of fucking
trouble. he fucked up big time. He made me look bad. and
he took advantage of me and my families trust.. its not
even the money at this point." I said, trying to be nice
to her.
I couldn't take my eyes off of her at this point; my cock
was rock hard after touching her soft pussy. I looked
into her eyes and in a nice soft tone I said, "Baby
please stop crying." Those words came from my cock. I put
my gun in the waistband of my pants. I felt powerful. But
the money was on my mind.
"Listen hear Angel, your brother is a punk bitch.he has a
lot of fucking nerve sending you here to fucking pay
me, look here baby girl, the 5 g's is cool, but your punk
ass brother owes me 10 grand."
"He didn't send me hear, he told me that you where going
to kill him over some money. I asked him how much and he
told me 5 grand.. please don't hurt him. I'll get you the
rest of the money."
She had such a sweet voice. But I know how bitches use
that shit on motherfuck'as.
"When can I get the rest of the money?" I asked her. She
sat there and didn't say a word for about 30 seconds. She
looked like she was deep in thought. Then she said,
"I'll get a second job.and I will get give you a thousand
a month. Please I promise, I'll get you the money, I
promise. I will do what ever it takes."
I started laughing, "Girl, what do you think.. you think
I'm running a lay-a-way type of business. Just like I was
your brothers boss. I have a boss.what do you want me to
tell him. you expect me to tell him, I'll get him the
rest of his money in 5 months."
I was starting to have fun with this girl, her brother's
life rested in my hands, whether he lives or dies, was my
call. I also felt like I had her life in my hands. It
would only take one phone call from me to cancel the
search. My eyes never lost sight of her sexy thighs. I
definitely wanted some of that pussy. If I wanted to I
could put my gun to her head and fucked the shit out her.
But I am a businessman, not a rapist. I wanted her to
willingly give me that pussy. So like Donald Trump, I mad
a deal.
"Look Angel, I'm going to make a deal with you."
As soon as I said that she started smiling. I didn't like
that at all. For a moment I guess she thought all that
crying and bull shit worked. I then said to her, "I
wouldn't smile so fucking fast, Angel.you might not like
the terms under which I'll let your brother live," I said
looking straight into her eyes. The smile on her face
disappeared as quick as it had appeared.
I then broke it down to her like this.
"Angel, you're a bad looking bitch, and your brother
should be thankful that you don't look like his ugly
ass.. Look baby, hears the deal, and there will be no
negotiation."
She looked up at me and paid close attention to my next
few words.
"The five G's isn't enough. If I let your brother live the
five G's has to come out of my pocket. Ya unda stand
where I'm coming from." She nodded her head agreeing with
me. I then continued,
"This is how the game works baby. I'm going to front you
the five G's.. That means you owe me five grand plus
interest." I accentuated the word interest. She looked up
at me as though I was speaking in a foreign language.
"What do you mean by interest how much is that going to
be?
This is when I dropped what I thought was going to be the
bomb.
"You're going to give me a thousand a month plus
interest. The interest is your pretty ass."
Her eyes grew wide, and her mouth dropped to the floor. I
then said,
"Look baby, its up to you. I'm not a rapist.but that's my
price. In this game I make up the rules. You can get up
off the couch and walk out of here right now, and brother
gets smoked as soon as he pops his head up. Or you can
give me some of that pussy and your brother lives to see
his next birthday."
Angel sat there motionless. She had a dazed and confused
look on her face. I thought I had made it pretty clear.
"If I let you fuck me and I bring you a thousand a month,
you'll let my brother live."
"That's what I'm talking about baby.. Look baby. I have
to get something for my money. Angel, I like you baby and
I think your fine, trust me baby if you rolled up in here
looking busted, I would have thrown you out of here a
long time ago and your brother would remain a dead man
walking."
Angel couldn't keep still, she was moving back and fourth
on the couch. Which was causing her tight dress to ride
up. She brought both of her hands up to her face. I
thought she was going to start that crying shit again. I
was just about to get fed up, and throw her ass out when
she looked up at me with her pretty little brown eyes and
said,
"How do I know that after you fuck me and take my money,
you won't kill my brother anyway?"
I quickly replied, "YOU DON'T"
I was running out of patients with this little brown
cutie. I knew the options I gave her weren't options at
all. Bottom line was, I was horny and I wanted some of
that pussy. Her brother fucked me, now it was time for me
to fuck someone. But it would be her choice. She would
have to decide if her brother was worth her pussy. The
choice seemed simple to me.
The silence in the room was driving me nuts. She just sat
there with a blank look on her face like she was in
another world. She was actually in another world. She was
in a world that she had no control of. She was in a world
where I was the judge and jury.
"Look shortie, the clock it ticking baby, I got places to
go and money to make.I'll make it easy for you.. I'm
going in the kitchen for a beer.when I return you better
be bent over with that ass in the air or you better be
out the door."
"But.. But," she started stuttering.
"Hey girl, I don't want to hear another fucking word.the
only butt, I want to hear or see is yours. I'll be back in
a minute.
I then turned around and walked into the kitchen. I
grabbed myself a beer and stood there for a moment. Under
any other circumstance, I would have been wining and
dining this bitch trying to get into her panties. But not
tonight. I stood there for a minute waiting to hear her
get up and walk out.
When I walked back into the living room, I saw one of the
most beautiful Carmel colored ass's had ever saw. Angel
had mad a choice. She chose to sacrifice her pussy for
her brother's life. Angel had rolled the top of her dress
down just under her breast and she lifted her dress up to
her waist. It didn't even seem like she had any cloths
on. Her dress looked like a thick belt around her waist.
My cock was doing summersaults inside my paints. I just
soaked in the moment.
"You made the right choice baby.damn.you look good."
Angel didn't say a word; She didn't say a thing until she
heard the sound of my zipper.
"Please.be gentle.. I'm not a slut. I've only had sex a
few times. Please don't hurt me," she said without
looking back at me.
"Listen hear girl.first of all I don't fuck sluts and
second of all if I wanted to hurt you I would have done
it already.. Just relax baby.. Shit you might even enjoy
it.now be quiet.and let me enjoy my first interest
payment."
I undressed slowly never taking my ass off her thick
juicy looking ass. From the back her pussy looked very
dark compared to her light caramel skin texture. I
couldn't wait to hit this ass. I got undressed and looked
down at my 8-inch black cock that was begging for some
attention. There was going to be no fore plays today.
This was going to be a straight up fuck session.
I walked right up behind Angel and placed both of my
hands on her ass. At first she jumped. I guess she
expected me to slam my cock in her cunt. I wanted to
enjoy this pussy I was in no rush, plus I wanted to get
my moneys worth. Angel's body relaxed when she realized
that I didn't slam my cock in her at that moment. I
started rubbing and massaging that thick booty. Her skin
was silky smooth. I placed my hard cock right on top of
her ass between her ass cheeks. I then pushed forward
until my balls rested on her ass. Her ass just felt
amazing against my balls.
"How you doing baby.are you ready"
"Yes.. I think so.please go easy"
I stepped back and brought my hand down to her pussy. My
finger slid easy between her pussy lips until I hit her
clit. I slowly started working my finger in her tight
little pussy. Angel pussy was really tight. I spit on my
finger and then placed it back in her cunt. I started
working my finger in and out of her cunt. Her pussy
juices soon joined them in the mix. Angel must have felt
a little embarrassed cause she put her hands up to her
face.
"Move your hand baby. let me see that pretty face."
"Please don't make me move my hands.I'm so embarrassed,"
She whimpered threw her hands.
"Come on girl.. don't be embarrassed.you're doing, what
you got to do.trust me baby. only you and I will know
what goes on in this room. Ok baby.you be nice to me and
I will be nice to you."
She was starting to get to me. She was really a sweet
girl. I knew I was taking advantage of her. But what
could I do? I wasn't totally insensitive.
She then slowly moved her hand away from her face. Angel
was so fucking pretty; again I thought to myself, if just
met her at a club or something like that, I would be on
my knees kissing and licking her sweet ass, trying my
best to get into her panties.
I brought the tip of my cock right up to the entrance of
her pussy. Her thick ass cheeks kept that pussy nice and
warm. I then slowly started working my cock into her
sweet pussy. Slowly I watched all 8 inches of my thick
black cock disappear into Angel's moist pussy.
"Mmmmmmm...Yeah baby that's it.. take that dick," I
moaned.
When my cock reached the bottom of her pussy I held it
there. I could feel the walls of her pussy contracting
and stretching to accommodate my rock hard cock. Her
pussy felt incredible. I pulled my cock out and slowly
pushed forward. I didn't want to hurt her or scare her.
She didn't say a word. I didn't expect her to. I wanted
to just enjoy her pussy.
Angel didn't say a word or make a sound as I slowly
fucked her doggy style. Her ass was spectacular, as I
increased the pace slightly. I could feel her pussy
getting wetter. She was starting to breathe faster. And
then I thought I heard a little moan.
"How we do' in baby. we cool?" I asked.
She didn't say anything; I started working my hips around
trying to see if I could hit her spot.
"Mmmm.. Aghhhhhhhh, "she moaned then quickly put her hand
over her face.
I could tell right away that she was enjoying it. But she
was to embarrassed to let herself go. I understood what
she was going through. Here she was forced to give
herself to a strange man, and if she didn't do this man
would kill her brother.
"Its ok baby, don't be embarrassed. Enjoy it. I won't tell
nobody baby."
I spread Angel's ass cheeks so I could get a better view.
Her ass felt like two soft pillows. Her skin was so soft
and warm.
"Damn baby... you are so fucking beautiful. God Damn, look
at dat ass."
Her perfectly shaped ass captivated me. A part of me was
now wishing that it didn't have to go down like this. But
there was no way to reverse the way we met. I had no
choice but to get those thoughts out of my head and
concentrate on what I was doing. Each time I plunged my
cock into her body I felt closer to her. With each stoke
I started to feel guilty. But I didn't stop. I continued
to slow fuck her from behind. Angel was breathing really
fast, she was breathing a lot faster then I was fucking
her. She closed her eyes and started moaning, it was so
soft that I could barely hear it.
"How we do'in baby?" I asked again.
"I'm... I'm ok," She responded."
"See Baby its not so bad.I told you I would be nice.Just
relax and go with the flow baby."
"Ok.. I'll try.. You promise your not going to kill me
brother."
"Yeah baby.don't worry about that now.lets just enjoy
this.. and everything will be fine.. Ok I promise.
I could feel her body starting to relax. Even her pussy
seemed to be more relaxed. I pushed her forward and said,
"Spread that ass for me baby.. Let me see it."
Angel brought both her hands behind her and spread her
lovely ass cheeks.
"Ohhhh god," she moaned.
The sound of her voice was sending electric chills
throughout my entire body. Angel's pussy was well
trained. She claimed that she only had sex a few times
but I started to doubt that. Her tender cunt muscle new
exactly how to sooth a hard cock.
"Damn baby.. you got some good pussy." I whispered.
Angel was moaning a little louder now but I could feel
that she was still trying to hold back. It was like her
pussy was casting a spell on me. I couldn't believe that
this was happening to me. A few minutes ago all I wanted
to do was give her pussy a hard pounding, and introduce
her to my dark side. And now all I wanted to do was make
love to this beautiful black woman.
She was truly an angel, and I was the demon. I have
fucked a lot of woman in my days but I have never been on
an emotional roller coaster like this before. I went from
feeling good to feeling bad. My emotions went back and
forth while I fucked, my light skinned angel. She was
truly a woman to treasure. She was an innocent victim.
But I didn't stop.
My mind was all over the place but my cock didn't care. I
could feel Angel moving to meet my trust. I stopped
moving my hips and to my surprise she continued to fuck
me back. Her pussy was on fire and my cock loved it. But
my thoughts were confused.
"Turn around baby.. let me see that pretty face," I said
as nice as I could.
Angel did as I requested. She turned around and laid
back, spreading her legs wide for me. I got on my knees
and stared at her for a moment. I placed my cock at the
entrance of her beautiful pussy. The thug in me wanted to
ram into her cunt. But the true me wanted to make sweet
love to her. The battle in my mind was intense. I was so
confused. This was not the way I expected to feel. I know
I've done a lot of fucked up shit in my life but this
time I had to fight with myself to keep my composure. I
had to keep focus and I couldn't show any sign of
weakness.
I pushed forward and my cock just melted into her pussy.
Angel gasped when my cock hit the bottom of her pussy.
"You ok baby?" I asked concerned.
I was a mess. I was weak. A few minutes ago I didn't give
a damn how she felt after I gave her a choice. Which
wasn't a choice at all.
"Yeah. I'm ok just give me a second. I've never been with
a man your size before."
A lot of women have told me that I have a big cock, and
it always mad me feel good but this time, I didn't feel
anything. I eased my cock out of Angel's pussy and held
it there. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt or
injure this woman. A part of me wanted to stop but I
couldn't. Its tuff being a man sometimes. My mind was
telling me one thing but my cock didn't care about how
she felt. I don't think I could have stopped now if I
wanted too.
Angel looked up at me. I guess she was wondering what I
was waiting for.
"Its ok.....go ahead," she whispered.
I looked at her and felt bad She just closed her eyes. I
knew what was going on in her pussy. I could tell by how
it was squeezing my cock and how her cunt walls slightly
trembled when my cock was fully implanted in her. Looking
at her with her eyes closed I wondered what was going on
in her mind. I wondered if she hated me. I wondered if
she hated her brother. I wondered if she felt good or
felt like a whore. My mind was buried in a chaotic state
while my cock was buried in the sweetest pussy I have
even known.
Angel had her eyes closed, while I slowly tried to fuck
her. She had her hand on her stomach when I first start
fucking her in this position. With every stroke her hand
moved closer and closer to her pussy. I could see her
fighting with herself. Her hand would get to her pubic
hair and then she would quickly slide her hand back up to
her stomach. I watched her do this about three times. The
next time her hand reached her pussy I said,
"Go head baby.rub it ..it ok Angel ..I won't tell any one
baby.. I promise."
She never opened her eyes; her hand went right to her
clit.
"Agh.aghhhhhh.Mmmmmm.Mmmmmm," she moaned. When her hand
started gently rubbing her clit while my cock went in and
out, I thought I was going to blow right there and then.
It was then that she opened her eyes. She was trying her
best to hold back a smile. She looked absolutely
adorable. She had closed her mouth and tried to bite her
bottom lip. She failed miserably. It was the first time
that I saw her smile and to this day, it was the most
precious smile I have ever seen in my life. Angel tried
her best not to let me know what just happened. She was
embarrassed that she came.
"Its okay baby. Damn Angel, you have such a pretty smile
Angel."
Immediately she put her hand up to her face.
"Come on baby let me see that smile. It's ok, let me see
it," I begged.
"I can't. Please, I'm so embarrassed. Please, "she
whispered.
"Come on baby.. its cool.. let me see that smile." I
begged once again.
Angel paused for a second then brought her hands down.
Her sweet smile took me to another place. I was so happy
and also so sad. I would have done anything to turn back
the hands of time She was the most beautiful woman I have
ever known. Powerful men have been brought to there knees
by beautiful women. I never understood that until this
day.
My mind wanted to grab her and give her a hug and tell
that I was sorry for taking her like this but my hips
kept pushing forward into her pussy. I could feel my load
building up. Angel must have been a real angel because
her pussy felt like heaven on earth.
"Ohhhh god baby, that pussy is so fucking good! You're
gonna make me cum baby."
"Please don't cum in me.. I'm not on the pill," she
moaned.
I could barley hear what she was saying.
I started fucking her really hard I wanted to come so
fucking bad. Angel's pussy juices were flowing out of her
pussy, giving my cock a shiny glow to it.
"Oh ..God angel. I'm gonna cum baby,"
"Please don't cum in me, cum in my mouth."
"Are you sure baby," I said as I strained getting that
last few pumps in.
"Yeah it's ok," she sighed.
As soon as he said that I jumped to my feet. Angel sat
right up, wrapped her hand around the base of my cock and
took me deep into her mouth.
"I cumm'in baby. Aghghhh.. Aghhhhh.Aghhhh," I screamed as
my cock erupted in her mouth.cum.. poured out of my cock
and down angels throat.
"Mmm.mmm.mmm," she hummed as my cock jerked and fired cum
into her mouth.
For a second I thought she was choking on my cum. I
pulled my cock out of her mouth and to my astonishment
cum was still pouring out of my cock. I felt my knees
getting week. Thick globs of cum oozed out of my cock
onto Angel's face. At first she closed her lips. I pushed
my hips forward and she opened her mouth and licked the
head of my cock.
"Yeah that's it.. get it. get it all a baby."
I never thought I would stop cumming. I felt dizzy and
week. My head was spinning. The incredible feelings I
felt only lasted a second. It only took a second for the
reality of what I had done set in.
Most men only realize what they have done after they cum.
Its only then that you can see clearly what you have
done, it happens instantaneously. Angel looked up at me
for a brief second. Even with a face full of cum she
looked incredible. Then the tears started running down
her face.
I felt so fucking bad, I wanted to pick her up and give
her a hug and tell that I was sorry, but I didn't,
Watching Angel cry was unbearable. I just turned around
and let her have a moment to herself. I walked over to
the phone and called my uncle Ray. I told my Uncle that
Freddie's debt was taken care over and to cancel the
contract on him. My uncle said,
"What do you mean cancel it?"
"Ray, I will explain it to you later, his bill was paid
okay. So call off the boys and I will call you in a few
hours."
"OK.. It's your call," my uncle said before he hung up.
I made sure I spoke loud enough for Angel to hear enough
of the conversation. I wanted her to hear, I wanted her
to know that I kept my word. I walked back over to her
and said,
"See baby. I kept my promise.. you saved your brothers
Life."
I went to the bathroom and grabbed a towel for her. She
had stopped crying for a moment. She took the towel and
wiped the cum and tears off her face. She fixed herself
up and adjusted her dress. She picked up her pocket book
and stood in front of me. There was a long pause. With
her head down she said,
"Thank you for letting my brother live."
Then she wrote her phone number down and handed it to me.
"This is my phone number.I will be here next month with
your money and your interest.
I didn't know what to say I just stood there and watched
her walk to the door. I had forgot to tell her one thing.
"Angel your brother can live, but I'm sorry baby. his
Ghetto Pass has been revoked.he can never come back to
Brooklyn... make sure you tell him."
She just nodded her head and walked out the door. I was
sad to see her walk away like that, but a part of me was
glad that she left. It helped ease the guilt I felt. I
sat down and took inventory of what I had done. I thought
I had given Angel a choice.She could have walked out the
door if she wanted to. But did she have a choice.what
would you have done if you where in my shoes? I know
exactly what I did. I used my power to rape an Angel.
Angel came by my place once a month like she promised.
She handed me a thousand dollars and would turn around
and proceed to undress. I wish I could tell that we mad
wild passionate love once a month, but that's not how it
went down. It was the type of sex that was cold and
unfeeling. She would just stare off into space while I
fucked. After I would cum she just get dress and tell me
that she would be back next month.
After she paid me off, I never saw her again. Two months
after that the police found Angel's brother Freddie in a
dumpster in the Bronx. He had apparently tried to rip off
a drug crew in the Bronx. They found him with two gunshot
wounds to the back off the head. Freddie didn't learn his
lesson, I'm not even sure if he knew that his life was
spared by his little sisters money and sweet pussy. The
following day I sent one of my boys by Angels place. I
gave him 10 grand in cash. I told him to tell her that I
was truly sorry. I didn't give Angel the money back to
help her. I gave her the money back to help myself.
In the ghetto not all fairy tales have a good ending.
The end
Remember my friends; this is just a story and nothing
else. We all make choices in life and sometimes we do
things that we regret.
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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